The sun's going down, but there's enough daylight for a few windrows. You know the old slogan, "Make hay while the sun shines"? We take that literally here. We're in the season of Making Hay. The men have the machinery purring, the gears are greased, the tanks are full, the sickle is set. It's time to RUMBLE! Haying begins! Let the cutter bar slide!
Look at that beautiful, green, mowed hay! The smell! Mmmmm.